The two of them went crazy, their reason was burnt to ashes by the fire of desire, leaving only instinct and desire. Zhou Ziheng can't remember how many times he did it. It was almost dawn, and Xia Xiqing was finally hollowed out and fell asleep. Zhou Ziheng hugged him so tightly, he was afraid that in the next second, this person would disappear in front of his eyes.
It turns out that he already loved him so much, and he loved him so much that he was full of guilt. Love so much that I lost myself.
He slept extremely unsteadily. Although he had been busy rushing to work before joining the group these days, he only slept for three or four hours a day. Yesterday, he tossed all night, but Zhou Ziheng couldn't get into deep sleep. It's like a raft floating on the sea, shaking and undulating, unable to reach the shore.
The face of Xia Xiqing in the dream was provocative, cunning, fragile, and emotional. Every expression was so precise and blurred.
Eventually they all disappeared.
It turned out that this raft was not drifting into the ocean, but a waterfall cliff. The turbulent water made him unable to breathe. He could only watch him fall into the abyss in the rapids, and the cold pool water covered his body.
Zhou Ziheng opened his eyes and slowly reached out to touch the corner of his eyes. It's cool, like a pool in a dream.
Xia Xiqing lay beside him, slumped to his side, facing him in a deep sleep. Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand, pulled the hair scattered on his cheeks to one side, and gently touched his side face, his heart gradually returning to its normal frequency.
Zhou Ziheng just stared at his side face quietly, without touching him or talking, his eyes moved slowly, the delicate brow bones, the high nose bridge, the double eyelid lines that can be seen even with closed eyes, and There is the tiny mole on the tip of the nose.
He caught a glimpse of the bruise on Xia Xiqing's lower jaw, and was startled. It was the trace he had left by pinching him yesterday. Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but slowly lifted the quilt. His white body was covered with traces of love after love. His side neck, collarbone, chest, and even back were full of hickeys left by him.
There are still a few small bruises on Xia Xiqing's waist, which are the marks he left from pinching his waist last night. The loss of control all night caused both of them to abandon their rationality and taboos. Zhou Ziheng recalled the scene at that time. In the end, he was almost devoid of importance and completely controlled by desire.
He stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt for Xia Xiqing, and was about to swallow him up with guilt. He shouldn't do this, it's not right. But when he remembered what Xia Xiqing had said, and tried to contact those who he didn't even know his name to do these things on his behalf, his heart was sore. He didn't want to be angry, and he tried to control himself. But as soon as he met Xia Xiqing, he went crazy.
At the moment when both of them were about to lose their strength, he actually hoped that the world would be destroyed at this moment, at least so that Xia Xiqing would not leave, he died with himself in the end.
too frightening.
He stretched out his hand tentatively, grabbed Xia Xiqing's fingers with his fingertips, and gently rubbed his slender hand with the pads of the thumb.
After he wakes up, he should be angry, what a proud man he is.
Maybe it's over between them.
[Zhou Ziheng, do we have a relationship? ]
[We weren’t just for fun at the beginning. ]
[I am fed up with you now. ]
He couldn't guess how Xia Xiqing used to say these words, but he imagined how Xia Xiqing spurned those who dedicated his heart to him in the past. They must have heard these words too, maybe they are more ugly and straightforward.
Zhou Ziheng stretched out his fingers and gently touched the small mole on the tip of Xia Xiqing's nose, slowly approaching, and stamping a kiss on his forehead.
Why is he obsessed with such cruel people.
Xia Xiqing didn't know how long he had slept, and when he woke up he had a terrible headache, and his vision was not as bright as he thought. Consciousness has not been fully restored to this body, but his first reaction was to stretch out his arms to try.
No one else, only himself.
Xia Xiqing found it ridiculous. He tried his best to mock the self who was expecting too much. What was he delusional? Wasn't it just that he fell asleep by Zhou Ziheng? Is there any other possibility between them besides the physical relationship
I changed into clean pajamas. This bed and the bedroom are not as chaotic as he thought, but Xia Xiqing feels even more sad. Should he be thankful that his person was Zhou Ziheng last night? At least he is so kind. His heart will make him gentle enough and considerate enough not to make himself too embarrassed.
His throat was so thirsty that he was about to catch fire, and he tried to prop up his body, only to find that his body was sore and his bones were falling apart. Looking down at himself, the bruise hickey on his chest formed a large swath. Xia Xiqing hardly dared to recall the absurd things that happened that night, Zhou Ziheng seemed to be a different person.
He kept repeating that sentence.
[You are the only one. ]
How is it possible, as long as he is willing, he can have so many people.
There are so many, too many to count.
The headache is getting worse, and I want to go home. The bed is full of Zhou Ziheng's smell, which makes him dizzy. Sitting up painfully, Xia Xiqing's legs trembled.
I can't believe that Xia Xiqing actually let a man fuck him, and begged to be fucked. His self-esteem was pulverized, and he did not dare to recall the details of that night.
After sitting for a long time, Xia Xiqing helped the wall to go downstairs when she eased up. He walked with difficulty every step, and his legs trembled so badly that he couldn't help but scold him.
Mom's Zhou Ziheng was too fierce, and the twenty-year-old young man was really desperate to do it.
He has completely forgotten that it was actually himself who died that night, and he was the one who kept on beating him.
Said he was not expecting it, but when Xia Xiqing went downstairs, he still thought about what to do if he was downstairs by himself for a week. In case he was sitting on the sofa, he had to cheer up and don’t talk to a raped chick. Like, harder, just as a change of taste.
But Zhou Ziheng was not downstairs. Xia Xiqing only saw the clothes he wore folded on the sofa and the cold milk.
People are big stars, and this level of benevolence has been exhausted. Only good old people like Zhou Ziheng can do this, so be content.
After a brief wash, he threw the toiletries into the trash can, walked out of the bathroom with the wall and sat on the sofa. This time, he didn't even have a note. Xia Xiqing can also understand, after all, Zhou Ziheng didn't like men before. Maybe I tried it once and I still couldn't accept it.
He slowly changed into his clothes. Those clothes seemed to have been washed, leaving only the smell of grapefruit-scented laundry detergent.
Her throat was so dry and dumb, Xia Xiqing hung her pajamas on the armrest of the sofa, took a sip of milk, and got up to go home.
Why is it so wronged in my heart.
Xia Xiqing himself hadn’t noticed that if it were the past, the first thing he would do when he woke up would be to kill the horrible dog, but now he only has Zhou Ziheng in his mind. While wondering where he has gone, he is unwilling Think about him.
He couldn't bend down because of low back pain, and he could only change his shoes while sitting on the steps of the hallway. Xia Xiqing felt even more uncomfortable looking at the pair of cotton mops that fit his feet. He just wanted to quickly leave this place full of traces of Zhou Ziheng's life. He was going to drink and have a good time, then to find, to find someone else...
Zhou Ziheng's angry face suddenly appeared in his mind.
Xia Xiqing put her hand on the doorknob with lingering fear, and before turning, the door opened from the outside. He was shocked, isn't the person standing at the door Zhou Ziheng.
He wore a black, black T-shirt, black jeans, a black baseball cap and a black mask, and a black long protective sleeve on his right arm, as if he were wearing basketball. Perhaps because of the color tone, his temperament today is cold, with a strong hostility.
Zhou Ziheng was carrying two full shopping bags. He obviously didn't expect to be able to meet him. He saw the neatly dressed Xia Xiqing's eyes light up for a second, and then went dark again.
Without taking the mask, Zhou Ziheng bowed his head in a dull voice, "Let’s go after a meal, and it will be done soon."
Even though he said that, Zhou Ziheng didn't take the door easily, so he left the door so open. If Xia Xiqing wanted to leave, he wouldn't stop him.
Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment when he saw that he was carrying his things in so self-consciously.
Did you go to the supermarket
It's not like standing here, it's not like going in, it seems even harder to go straight home. Standing at the door, Xia Xiqing heard the sound of Zhou Ziheng sorting things out. He didn't know why, and closed the door all at once.
With a bang, Xia Xiqing was shocked, and it was too late to regret. He pretended to be completely unaffected, walked slowly back to the living room, and was about to sit down when Zhou Ziheng suddenly walked over, holding something in his hand.
"What are you doing?" It's okay not to speak, but Xia Xiqing suddenly found out that his throat was completely fucked up.
Zhou Ziheng walked around behind him and pulled out the white shirt that Xia Xiqing had pierced into his suit and pants.
"Hey! What are you doing..."
Two plasters were put on his waist, Xia Xiqing turned his head to look, Zhou Ziheng put down his clothes.
"You drink milk." Zhou Ziheng's brows frowned. After he went out for so long, the milk was cold. Given Xia Xiqing's lazy personality, he must have drank so coldly.
Xia Xiqing would be wrong, regretting that he should not drink the milk he left behind, so he said stiffly, "No."
"Really." Zhou Ziheng stretched out his finger and wiped a circle of milk marks on Xia Xiqing's lips, and walked to the kitchen without speaking much. The lie was suddenly exposed, Xia Xiqing stretched out the back of her hand and wiped her lips repeatedly, and her heartbeat quickened.
I don't know why, I always feel something is wrong with Zhou Ziheng.
The patch worked. The waist was hot. Xia Xiqing was about to go to the kitchen. The phone suddenly shook. When he opened WeChat, it was a friend request from a person. The avatar was spelled out with a match stick. . Xia Xiqing didn't know anyone with Ke in his name.
When he was away, there were several missed calls on the cell phone, including Xia Xiuze and Xu Qichen, but they only had one or two calls. There was also an unknown number, and four or five calls were made.
He checked the number and went to WeChat to check the friend request.
It really is the same number. Who is this person and why keep looking for him.
Xia Xiqing was too lazy to think, put the phone back in his pocket, walked into the restaurant, sat at the small dining table, his eyes fell on the bunch of paper roses again.
They are not real roses, without life, they will never disappear and wither.
Always in his heart, beautifully opened.
He suddenly stood up and said to Zhou Ziheng in the kitchen, "I have no appetite now, and I'm leaving."
Zhou Ziheng walked out and stood at the door. The strange thing was that he was still wearing a mask, and his voice was a bit colder than before.
"You have been in a coma for two days and you must have something to eat."
What does it matter to you? Xia Xiqing twisted her brows, opened her mouth but didn't say anything. These words are too ugly, and it would be too silly to say them when you are awake. Zhou Ziheng looked like he wouldn't let him go, and Xia Xiqing couldn't help it.
He sat back at the dining table and took out his cell phone, only to find that he had received news from Ruan Xiao.
[Ruan Xiao: Xi Qing, are you awake? Is there anything? ]
[Ruan Xiao: There is no major problem with your body, right? We are all worried about you. ]
[Ruan Xiao: Well, the boy who rescued you with me that night, he was born in Zhou Ziheng, he was looking for something to do with you, please add him to WeChat. ]
It turned out to be the man who kept staring at him secretly that day. Xia Xiqing added a friend, who soon sent a message.
[Zhao Ke: Xia Xiqing, are you awake? Are you OK. ]
[Xia Xiqing: It's all right, thank you for your help that day. ]
[Zhao Ke: It's okay, where's Hengheng? Did you see him? Did he contact you? ]
Heng Heng? It's really dear. There was a first love sister before, and a little friend from Zhuma in the back. Zhou Ziheng's childhood was really fulfilling.
Xia Xiqing walked leisurely to the kitchen with her mobile phone, leaned on the door frame and took a picture of Zhou Ziheng's back and sent it to him.
Not long after, Zhao Ke, who was anxiously waiting for news at home, received the photo from Xia Xiqing.
[Xia Xiqing: Your Hengheng is making dinner for me. ]
What kind of dog food attack is this. Zhao Ke frowned, I am an ally! Nevertheless, he still sent a screenshot of the chat history with Xia Xiqing to Ruan Xiao, and CP dog had to eat together.
Xia Xiqing felt speechless. If you want to find Zhou Ziheng, why not find him yourself, you have to go through him. It's obviously a relationship called Hengheng. Thinking of this, he suddenly became a little unhappy, exiting from the chat interface, and happened to see Zhou Ziheng's chat box below.
Can't help but click on his head, which is the little rose made of paper towels.
Displeasure is simply a vicious circle. Xia Xiqing simply shut down WeChat, not seeing and not worrying. He sat back on the dining table, pulled out the dark blue tablecloth from under a set of cutlery, and covered it on the bunch of paper roses.
Zhou Ziheng came out with the green sauce pasta, and he saw the blindfolded flowers at a glance. He put Xia Xiqing's share in front of him, sat down opposite him, and uncovered the tablecloth from the flower.
Xia Xiqing was about to have an attack when she saw Zhou Ziheng taking out the bunch of flowers and throwing them into the trash can beside the dining table without saying a word. He stared at Zhou Ziheng in a daze, completely unexpected that he would do this.
"Hey... what are you doing..."
Zhou Ziheng returned to the kitchen and brought out the remaining salad and juice before sitting down.
"Throw it away if you don't like it."
But don’t you particularly like it? Xia Xiqing couldn't understand Zhou Ziheng's thoughts at all. Don't these flowers have special meanings.
"You asked someone to fold these roses, and your avatar, so caring, why did you throw them away?" Xia Xiqing got ready to take out the bunch of flowers, which was stopped by Zhou Ziheng.
"It's my own pile of flowers. But now I don't think it makes any sense."
Why. Xia Xiqing didn't understand, so he sat back awkwardly. What he didn't know was that Zhou Ziheng remembered all the words he said that night, including the sentence [You have to remember who I am. ]
He understood in an instant that Xia Xiqing mistook him for the girl's stand-in. He was embarrassed to say it, but his heart had indeed changed. He only had Xia Xiqing in his heart now. Although he didn't have the courage to say this sentence now, he couldn't let Xia Xiqing misunderstand it.
"Eat, you must be very hungry."
Xia Xiqing watched him keep her head down, "Why are you still wearing a mask and hat, don't you panic?" In order to alleviate this embarrassing atmosphere, Xia Xiqing even joked first, "You shouldn't be I feel embarrassed, hey, whether you are on me or I am on you, I am not embarrassed about your embarrassment here."
Zhou Ziheng took off his mask, still lowered his head.
"Or do you feel sorry for me?" Xia Xiqing's tone was a little hesitant, and there was nothing to be sorry for. Although it was contrary to what he had always expected, he had agreed to Zhou Ziheng in any way.
He laughed a few times and made an open-minded look, "Don’t make me look like a little girl who has been wronged by you. Although it’s been drugged, it’s what you want, and You also want to help me, no matter how scumbag I am, it makes sense."
"Furthermore, it's all men, and I won't point a gun at you to make you responsible to me."
He rolled up a ball of pasta with a fork, "If you really don't feel sorry for me, just let me come back in the future. Anyway, isn't it the kind of relationship we have."
Yes. This is the relationship originally. It seems easier to say it.
It's really not his Xia Xiqing's style to be so twitchy the last time.
Zhou Ziheng finally raised his head, his eyes under the brim of his hat were extremely complicated. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
Xia Xiqing discovered that the corners of his mouth were broken. It was obviously the wound left by fighting with people. "Hey, what's the matter with your face?"
Zhou Ziheng did not answer. He glanced at his watch, lowered his head and said to himself, "You should eat first and eat more."
As he stood up, he took the full shopping bag and put it on a chair next to him, and took out one object after another from it, "This is a medicine for reducing bruises, and I apply it twice a day. This ointment It is to reduce inflammation and swelling. I have applied it underneath. I have already used it for you. You can use it yourself in the past two days."
"The medicine that the bastard gave you has side effects. You slept for two days and didn't eat anything for these two days. The foundation must be very weak. Here are vitamins and nutrients. Take them back. I know I said you. I may not listen, but I still have to say, in the past two days, you should not eat spicy food, and do not drink or smoke. I am not sure whether the drug's properties have completely subsided, and there may be potential side effects. You should not take your body seriously. "
He snapped a lot of talk, each and every order was in place, as if he was going to travel a long distance. Xia Xiqing didn’t understand the situation, “I slept for two days... I remember there are still a few days before you actually enter the team and start it up. Where are you going now?” His gaze scanned Zhou Ziheng’s hand and found his knuckles. It's also hurt, "And what the hell did you do?"
"It doesn't matter." Zhou Ziheng pushed the pumpkin soup in front of Xia Xiqing and changed the subject abruptly. See you with the crew."
"See you on the crew?" Xia Xiqing frowned, "Where have you been these two days?"
"I will be very busy at work these two days. I'm flying around and I won't be home." Zhou Ziheng ate a few bites of noodles indiscriminately, and Xia Xiqing found that the posture of his right hand holding the fork was obviously wrong.
"Really? Then you won't be back these few days?"
Zhou Ziheng looked up at him, thinking he didn't believe what he was saying, he took out the key card from his body and pushed it over, "If you need anything, take it."
"What can I need? It sounds like I don't have a home of my own." Xia Xiqing smiled and lowered his head to eat noodles. Zhou Ziheng gave a hum, and took his share to the kitchen without taking a few bites.
Xia Xiqing's cell phone rang, and it was the strange number again. After he connected, he asked, "Zhao Ke?"
"Yes, I'm Zhao Ke, why don't you reply to me, Ziheng is still with you now?"
Xia Xiqing finished his last bite of noodles, "To be precise, I am here with him."
"Alright, is he okay now? Is there any injury?"
"You care about him so much, why don't you call him yourself?" Xia Xiqing leaned in the chair impatiently, his voice hoarse.
Zhao Ke was first anxious, "If I can get in touch with him, would I look for you? Damn, I was shocked. I was in class, and the group exploded. He said he ran to Wei Min alone. He beat him so hard and went straight to the hospital. If it wasn't for Zhou Ziheng's brother to take care of this, and help him settle the gossips, did Zhou Ziheng go on his mother's Weibo hot search today?"
what…
"Is he alone?" Xia Xiqing asked dullly.
"Yeah, he didn't even call me, I actually knew it last. Mom's mad at me." Zhao Ke cursed and became uncomfortable for Zhou Ziheng. "Recently, he is more sensitive. He must be afraid of hurting our family. I didn’t find me. I went by alone. The driver’s security was overwhelmed by him, and he pointed Wei Min to the death alone. I heard from Wei Min’s buddies who lived in the row that Zhou Ziheng was crazy. , His eyes were red, and he didn't stop no matter how Wei Min begged for mercy. He was afraid of his life and ran to stop him."
Xia Xiqing was stunned at the table, unable to say a word.
"He should have told you about these things too. I admire this kid. He was injured when he put someone in the hospital. He turned around and went back to cook for you." Zhao Ke sighed, "This is something. The circle went crazy, his father was so angry, Zhou Ziheng never provoked anything since he was a child, let alone fights, he never scolded anyone, now he is so crazy, his dad really, let him go Even if he apologizes, he won’t die, he won’t admit his mistake... You don’t know how strict his tutor is... ”
"So how does he deal with it now..."
"I just called his brother and told him that his dad was going to lock him up at home for a few days. He kept his cell phone and was not allowed to go out until he was in the group. But he told his brother to go back and get a very important thing. Sometimes I will go home by myself to receive the punishment. I don’t want to take a look at him while he is still in confinement, and I don’t know if he has any serious injuries..."
Before listening to Zhao Ke's last words, Xia Xiqing hung up the phone, dialed Zhou Ziheng's cell phone, and it turned off as expected.
He left the dining table and walked to the kitchen calmly. Zhou Ziheng was standing on the countertop, pouring honey into a glass jar filled with lemon slices. Hearing Xia Xiqing's footsteps, he closed the glass jar and turned slightly to the side. He overtly explained to him, "Your throat is too dumb, you have to keep it for a few days. Drinking this is good for your throat, and it will be broken if you put it in the refrigerator." He was always worried, "Or else, I'll help you take this. Take everything to your house, I’m afraid I’ve said so much about you in the end..."
"Zhou Ziheng, can you make it?" Xia Xi's voice was hoarse, with an imperceptible tremor.
"Huh?" Zhou Ziheng didn't understand what he meant, "Oh, are you talking about these? These are trivial things, not a big deal." After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a deep breath, like a kid who did something wrong. sorry."
"you… "
"I regret it. I also received an invitation from the art salon that day. I should go, so that nothing else will happen. But what I really want to apologize is what I did to you later, even though you said no Responsible, but I know that you are a very strong person. No matter who has done this to you, you must have a hard time accepting it. I don't know how to make up for you. After you join the group, you can..."
"Zhou Ziheng." Xia Xiqing walked to him, grabbed his right hand, took off the black wristband, wrapped in gauze, soaked in blood, "Before you apologize, can you explain the injuries to me?"
These injuries were actually stabbed by the splashed debris when he smashed the windshield with a baseball bat. Before he had time to deal with it, they tore again during the fight.
He muffled his voice, "In fact, it's not very serious. It looks scary. Two days will be fine." He let Xia Xiqing hold his hand, still a little bit happy in his heart, at least Xia Xiqing cares about him.
"I'm sorry," his tone was terribly sincere, "I was angry at that time, I was angry at you, and said too much, I actually didn't think that way... nor... Anyway, when I think about it now, I feel that I am not a special person. thing."
Xia Xiqing recalled the words he had said to him at that time, and frowned subconsciously.
[You only have me, you only have me. ]
"So you mean, what you said at that time was actually not what you really thought?"
Zhou Ziheng's eyes widened slightly, and he opened his mouth, "I..." How could he say that he really thought that way, really wanted to kill all those who thought of him badly, and even wanted to kill him. Go to Xia Xiqing of other people.
"I… "
An unfamiliar cell phone ringing suddenly rang, interrupting Zhou Ziheng's nearly utterance. Xia Xiqing took a deep breath, "Come on."
Zhou Ziheng took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket. Xia Xiqing recognized that it was not the one he used frequently. The caller on it said Zhou Zijing.
The other party's voice was cold and deep, "Underground garage, two minutes, go downstairs."
Zhou Ziheng gave a hum and hung up the phone. The look on his face was extremely sad. He wanted to explain to Xia Xiqing about the past few days, but he couldn't explain it. He wanted to say that he ran back like crazy, just because he was afraid that Xia Xiqing was gone. Even so, he was thinking about giving it to him. Buy medicine to cook, even if he knows that there is a high chance that Xia Xiqing has escaped.
But after all he caught up, and hurried back before Xia Xiqing left. There are too many words stuck in his throat, and I don't know where to start. Xia Xiqing's body is much more important than mentioning him and Wei Min.
"I'm going to work." Zhou Ziheng clenched his fist with a drooping hand and said in a low tone, "You have to take care of yourself. And..." He hesitated, "I can give a hug..."
The rest of the request was sealed by Xia Xiqing in an intimate kiss. The sweetness was mixed with a trace of blood. His arms hugged Zhou Ziheng's back tightly, ending the tasteful kiss. Xia Xiqing put his hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, his forehead touched his, and the tip of his nose gently rubbed the tip of Zhou Ziheng's nose, "When time is running out..."
From those beautiful pupils, Zhou Ziheng could only see himself.
"Stop talking nonsense, kiss me."